Just a Misunderstanding
Davy Jones x Reader
Short Summary:
Davy Jones notices how you have started to ignore him for the past couple of days. Curious as to why, he attempts to question you and figure out what's made you so grim.
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These past couple of days, Davy Jones had been watching you with high amounts of confusion. He noticed the only person he spent a lot of time with on the Flying Dutchman had grown increasingly distant. He didn't consider you a friend, but you were definitely getting there. It wasn't common for Davy Jones to know anyone that he considered anything more than an enemy.
You havn't said a word to him in days and you had been avoiding him like the plague; even avoiding his gaze and refusing to give him a passing glance. Something was off and he knew it, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.
He watched as your posture became more slouched, and your work became more sluggish. You always seemed to be 'out of it'; almost like no emotion has touched your features in decades.
After debating on whether or not to try to talk to you, Jones finally decided that he needed some answers.
As you were heading to the sleeping quarters, you were immediately called out by your captain, Davy Jones. Out of the corner of your eye you saw him standing at the stairway leading up to the helm. You didn't even have to look him in the eyes to know that his eyes were focused on your every move.
"What's going on here? Why are you avoiding me?" He slowly walks up to your shaking form. There's a hint of confusion in his eyes, right behind the infamous look of determination.
You continued to look away, trying not to make eye contact with him. Your shoulders were slumped slightly and you spoke in a soft voice.
"I thought you were mad at me..." Your voice trembled, revealing just how much this situation had been weighing on you.
Davy Jones let out a small chuckle and took a step closer to you. You were taken aback by his laugh, thinking that you have just made the worst decision of your life by saying you thought he was mad. You wanted to move, but your body was frozen, like time stopped around you. A shiver went down your spine as you awaited for what he was about to do...
"No," he said firmly, shaking his head slightly for emphasis, "I'm not mad at you y/n."
You were slightly shocked by this response. Was he actually telling the truth? You hadn't expected such an open and honest answer from someone as cruel as Davy Jones.
"But... I dropped the main sheet cable. I messed everyone else up... they..." You felt tears prick the sides of your eyes, remembering that horrid day. You felt horrible for what you did. Everyone's job was interrupted because you couldn't hold onto a rope...
Seeing you like this didn't resonate well with Davy Jones. He's used to seeing your charismatic and joyful attitude, which ultimately surprised him given you were on the Dutchman. This ship wasn't a place for the kind-hearted, but you found the little good that it had left.
"Aye, you did cause an inconvenience for the rest of the crew... But you did not mean it, did you?"
You look up at Davy Jones, shaking your head 'no'. You really didn't mean to be a burden. Almost like he knew what you were thinking, sensing your guilt, he continued to speak to try to ease the tension in the air.
"You are fine, y/n. It was an accident, is all. Just make sure you don't let your mind wander next time. "
You could sense a form of demand as he said those last words. Not enough to frighten you, but enough to keep you in line.
You looked up at Davy with an expression that was both relieved and confused. You were relieved that Davy wasn't mad, but it was unlike him to act this way. Even with the confusion, you didn't complain. You we're getting the better side of Davy, one that most people never see.
Davy Jones gave you an understanding look and stepped closer. He noticed how you started to slowly inch backwards with every step he took.
"It's all right," Davy said as nicely as he could. "You don't have to be scared of me y/n."
'He really is good at reading people, isn't he?' You thought.
You nodded slowly in acknowledgement. Feeling more relaxed than you had before, you take in a breath that you didn't know you were holding.
You looked up into Davy's eyes then smiled sheepishly; realizing how silly your worries were.
Davy gave a small smile back, then placed one arm around your shoulder, pulling you into a side embrace; not one of those awkward ones, but one filled with comfort and understanding.
You two stayed in the embrace for a few moments longer until finally letting each other go again. It felt nice to know that everything was alright between you two.
All you can think about now is how your life would have been if he never brought up this situation, but you're glad you had this talk. Turns out big ol' Davy Jones he has a soft spot for you after all, even if he may deny it.










